Iron-blooded, arrogant and ingenious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Cold-blooded maniacs promote war, resource interests are just an excuse, and human life is just a mustard in their eyes.

Belonging to the disease of rhapsody, the heart is like a snake and scorpion, and selfish desires devour the sky.

This bestiality defiled the battlefield, infected all those who participated in the war, bathed in blood in the smoke of gunpowder, and wandered on the edge of life and death.

Therefore, war is a cold place, where there is no mercy or mercy, and there is no distinction between men and women, only the struggle between life and death.

Because of it, the Compendium has been corrupted, *** by temperament; subverted civilization, humiliation and plundering are not illegal; Degraded by humanity, bloody and devastation.

Wild aggression, deprivation, artillery fire extended, butcher knife sweeping......

When families are broken, mountains and rivers are broken, and lives are in danger, people will truly realize that cold-blooded war is just around the corner.

At this moment, life is fragile, torn to pieces under the gun, like grass mustard, as fragile as ants.

At the same time, it is the most precious, facing the pair of incomparably longing eyes, the struggle before dying, the heart is trembling.

Therefore, when the country is ruined and the mountains and rivers are broken, there will be hope for the future when you live.

In the midst of war, life and death are tied to the front line, and life seems incomparably small, like ants and mustards.

If you want to have a fantastic future, you must become the darling of war.

Commonly known as the lucky one, in essence, the lucky component only occupies a part, and the real thing is tactical literacy, as well as extraordinary wisdom.

Yang Guan was nurtured by his teacher's experience, awakened in hatred, walked in blood, and witnessed too many helpless and miserable scenes.

Therefore, I understand it thoroughly, I know a little more than others, and I also have a unique set of survival rules.

"Tsk, you look so watery, like a peach, why bother to suffer this sin?" Yang Guan threw down a sentence of temptation, glanced at Yin Zhen and continued: "Pick up the telescope and take a closer look. ”

"Brother, this canary out of the cage is a sparrow, it doesn't eat the fireworks of the world, how do you know the suffering of the people, let her go back." Pan Yunfeng's retaliation is also sincere consolation.

"You don't come to shabby people, give me a little time, I will definitely impress you." Yin Zhen gritted her teeth for support, unconvinced.

"Miss Yin, you send a telegram to the little devils and tell them to give you time to study and adapt, maybe the devils will agree." Yin Zhen mocked, gloating.

Yin Zhen was speechless, a red tide appeared in her pale face, trembling and holding up her binoculars to watch, realizing that the crisis was coming, and she was afraid that the eviction order would become an expulsion.

This is the law of the iron-blooded god of war, there is no mercy and affection to talk about, three high-ranking officials of the national army have died in his hands, and they kill people without blinking.

Not accepting restraint, tough coercion will only force him to rebel, Shangfeng conducted a comprehensive analysis of him, and the conclusion is that soft and hard do not eat.

There are a lot of overlords in the army, and there are groups of charming ladies, but the high-level people have chosen themselves, and they must insist on it, for the sake of the party-state......

A touch of mountain breeze greeted you, and the coolness was mixed with a hint of blood, adding a sense of slaughter.

Raise your eyes into the wind, and the dust is clear.

The little devil in the dust was terrified, looking left and right, and wondering the strangeness of his companion's death.

Single-mindedly chasing after the Shina army, he advanced rapidly, completely ignoring the situation behind him.

Something strange happened on the battlefield, and death moved from back to front.

The devil soldiers were lying on the ground and frightened, a team of more than seventy people, only less than half of them remained.

Searched for the attackers, found nothing.

At this moment, on the western slope, Tian Dazhuang led the team to hide on the side, watching the whole process of the national army's escape, and now admiring the reduction of the little devils.

"You all keep your eyes open, the instructor snipes from a distance, kills the enemy from back to front, and never forgets the strategy, understand?" Tian Da explained loudly, but unfortunately he didn't get the slightest response.

Looking sideways to inspect the group, he noticed that everyone was staring at each other with round eyes, their Adam's apples surging, and they stared motionlessly ahead.

The sound of gunfire came from the top of the mountain, more than a thousand meters down the mountain, and it was possible to hit the target accurately at such a distance.

Everyone couldn't understand it, and it was difficult to accept it for a while, and they directly ignored Da Zhuang's words, and their thinking was all impossible.

However, the team that was originally lacking in fighting spirit has changed its appearance at this moment, with a little more brilliance in its eyes and a light of hope.

The belief from the god of war may be thinking that Yang Guan has such superb shooting ability, no wonder his mouth is amazing and eclectic.

"Let's go, don't delay the big thing." Pan Yunlong's dummy-hearted reminder that the fighting spirit rose.

"What are you anxious about? The Nationalist army fled in a big way, Commissioner Li had no troops to send, we had plenty of time, and we couldn't leave at this moment. Tian Dazhuang was lying on the ground, holding a dry grass in his mouth, and said without being salty.

"Why can't we go?" One of the fighters was confused.

"The instructor must have a purpose in sniping the little devil, hinting at the direction of our next move." Said an advance team member.

Everyone was even more amazed, feeling as if they were listening to a book from heaven, hundreds of meters away from each other, without a trace of verbal communication, where did the intention come from?

The mind is confused, is this a thousand miles of sound, or is there a spirit in the heart, will there be such a god?

"Hey, why did my senior brother go down the mountain?" Pan Yunlong let out a surprised voice, looking puzzled.

Monk Wei's figure flickered, and he walked quickly on tiptoe, like a gust of wind blowing without leaving a trace, bringing up a whirlwind of dead leaves, sand and dust, and quickly approaching the battlefield.

And on the battlefield there are regeneration.

The devil captain was covered in cold sweat, crawled in the dirt pit and carefully investigated, and found a ballistic trajectory from the distant mountain top among the deaths of his subordinates.

Condescending to the ground, he woke up from his frightened archery skills and shouted orders for the squad to retreat.

People are selfish, and cruel little devils are more obvious.

Captain Devil ordered the Devil Soldiers to flee with all their might, and he mixed in with them, trying to avoid death by fooling around.

But it's a pity that there are less than ten little devils, and the snipers on the mountain are continuous, and a figure shoots out on the land, holding shell guns in both hands and firing continuously.

The incident happened suddenly, and the little devil died in an instant, and only five devil soldiers were left to launch a Jedi counterattack, but they were sniped one by one before they could shoot.

Monk Wei's skills are very sensitive, rolling and moving in the rush, flashing left and right, and constantly performing front side flips, so that the little devil cannot aim and shoot.

Sniping at the same time, he has no long-range sniping ability, but he can shoot anywhere within 100 meters.

The twenty-shot barge gun had the advantage against the 38 big covers, and the battle was resolved in minutes.

easily captured the devil captain and a ghost soldier, and their arms were bleeding profusely.

Using the belt to tie his hands, he dragged the two little devils away, and shook the belt violently without obeying the call, causing the little devils to follow closely in pain.

An hour later, Monk Wei successfully returned to the top of the mountain.

"Secretary Yin, the sun is hanging in the west, the golden glow is shining, the mountains and trees are dyed, and it is beautiful, so far the best place sets off the memory of a lifetime, you don't lose, please." Yang Guan coldly gave the order. (To be continued.) )